Gemini Sun, old Gemini Moon.
Keeping the idea of light alive all through the deepest night of the year - candles burning against the dark on East and West altars.
Until the morning, five-to-seven, when the Lord of Light arose once more. The Child of Promise born to us by the Great Mother.
Suddenly, the Liquidamber trees are bare; skeletal branches outlining the perfect tree-shape, the duat against the ice blue sky. A doorway into Summer.
As slowly, slowly, with the creeping pace of a pendulum at the furthest reach of its swing, the daylight hours start once more to increase. And we traverse another turn of the spiral, outwards this time.
Pics: East altar, Yule Eve.
Yellowwood, Silver Oak and Razor Wire: NorthEast corner. The sun's there somewhere.
Solstice Blessings, Sister! What lovely pictures. The longest day here, today, and then we begin the slow descent into darkness. And the Wheel turns.
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